The rooftop wind howled, tugging at Harold’s shirt as he trembled at the very edge. Gerald’s grip on his collar was iron-tight, his expression colder than steel.
Under Hunter’s pressure earlier that morning, Kim and Miranda had forced out stiff apologies. With everyone apologizing, Evelyn’s hardened heart faltered. She didn’t know what to say — part of her still hurt, part of her wanted peace.
Her silence made Hunter and the others shift nervously, unsure of where they stood.
Sensing the tension, Anna gently tugged Alexander’s sleeve.
Alexander finally said, “It looks like she forgives you.”
Hunter and his family let out long breaths of relief, nodding quickly and gratefully. “Thank you! Thank you!”
Alexander’s eyes sharpened. “Remember — if there’s a next time, I won’t let you off s
